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Monday, May 7, 2012

A New Blog

This is a public service announcement to my countless readers. (Well, to Belle you would be countless because she can really only count up to about twelve, even though she used to be able to count to twenty. That could not be the fault of her mother for never counting with her. And sometimes she only gets to twelve because seven and eleven rhyme: 1,2,3,4,5,6,11,12.)

I've started another blog.

Because I do such a great job keeping up on this one.

Really because there are things I like to write about that don't quite fit here with all the yarns about my kids. So I started another blog because I want to do more writing and if I put in in some sort of "published" form then it ensures that I at least complete my thoughts.

You can find it at "In the Tangles". There's not much there yet, but hopefully I'll be adding some as I get more disciplined about writing.

Why "In the Tangles?" Well, here's a blurb from my first post over there:

And so even though I can still see the
thought a little bit farther ahead of me, it soon gets tangled in with all the
other half-formed and unthunk thoughts and the feelings and hopes and fears that
all wrap themselves together into a tangle.

So hopefully it will work as an outlet for myself to get some writing done. It seems like there are plenty of tangled up thoughts rattling around in my mind and writing is the way to sort them out.

I don't think I'll mention it much on this blog so if you are interested in finding out when I post head over there and either become a follower or type your email address in the side where it cryptically says "Get posts sent to you by email." (You won't get any emails except when I post. And you all know how regularly I do that...)

Whimsy-ma-who?

I'm Janice, a thirty-uh-something year old wife and mother of the three cutest children on the planet and of the cutest tiny baby saint in heaven. I like to chat with my husband, Medman, listen to the stories told by my 8-year-old son, Dalton, die laughing at the humor of my 5-year-old girl, Belle, try to keep tabs on the 3-year-old, Liam, and try to stay home as much as possible. If being a homebody were quantifiable by some chemical in the body, mine would be off the charts. When left to my own devices I like to sew, paint, read and dream of the day when I have nothing but vast open hours to write.